It’s alright, the dark of night will come
But only ‘til the dawn
We all long for a brighter day
And you will smile
Not only for a while
The past is just okay
We’re breathing in a brighter day

So stop pretending,
Have some faith in me

And we all get ourselves in trouble
And we fight, and we bleed, and we struggle
But the hand that moves to shape you is the one that holds you high

Time, the word that breaks the rhyme
Not yours and it’s not mine
We all wait for that brighter day
And I have seen, the innocence of being
The peace that comes with trust
And I believe You’re more than enough

And we all get ourselves in trouble
And we fight, and we bleed, and we struggle
But the hand that moves to shape you is the one that holds you high

Put Your heart on the line for the taking
When it breaks let it be for your making
Don’t you lose control, no, no

And we all get ourselves in trouble,
Trouble, trouble

And we all get ourselves in trouble
And we fight, and we bleed, and we struggle
But the hand that moves to shape you is the one that holds you high

And you long for the peace and the quiet
With your head and your heart in a riot
But we don’t let go, no, no